I met a fallen goddess yesterday Her wheezing, smog-black breathing soft and weak In her gold hair a dripping oily streak Her once-blue crystal eyes a rotting gray. She told me how the children used to play When sun and breeze and shade was all they’d seek But now, their listless gazes dull and bleak, They sit by a computer screen all day. Her tattered dress a faded memory Of luscious greens, of colors bright and bold. She prayed someday, the blinded world could see Her trembling arms, so tired, frail, and old. But if it never does, she said to me At least her final tale will have been told.

Brilliant!!!!!!!! I loved the way you structured it! That line "...the children used to play..." Really struck deep because it reminded me of not only myself as a child, but other kids today and how they don't play outside. You could argue that they're afraid to play outside, what with all these stories about pedophiles and whatnot. It raises a good question: is technology safer for children or not? Great article!!!!! -Nopride

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